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Time To Bend At The Knee . . . earth day comes.
It is long past time that we take cognizance of what it is we have done to our Earth planet. She is still here for us to love and care for. She is still here for us to give us breath, polluted it may be in some areas, but where we are, hopefully it is…
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See Same Things But Worlds Are Different. . . .
We look at the same things we say. The things we look at are there, but what we see is not the same. I repeat again the time I was asked by the psychiatrist when my world crashed what I saw going down Michigan avenue. I closed my eyes and told him and when done…
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With Gratitude. . .
Always with gratitude, but Kiss the Morning into Being Sometimes. . . . it is all that can be done. . . . . veronica
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The Roses Are For You. . .for keeps. . .
Long before the world ever was. . . . As co-creator and creature both of the universe, it is man’s prerogative and innate yearning to stand erect. To bow down all the time leaves one eventually on one’s stomach. Man rose from the crawling position. There are too many yet who find the child’s position…
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Often the Larger Picture is Universal Life Enhanced. . . . .
What I have learned in these past times is that there are some things that cannot be improved upon. Whether a recipe that has been perfected or something written that has stood the test of my time, meaning my physical life. This is one of them. And my measure has been my life of almost…
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On Earth. . . 1954-1985
When David Died . . . . I say that David took the hands off my clocks. It was the greatest gift he could give me. I tire of running my life with a large hand and a small hand. No time for this, hurry for that. Do this now, do that…
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You Stayed The Course. . . .
You Stayed The Course Only you saw what you saw. Yet you stayed the course and plowed the field and now the plow is lifted. We will work. The children will have their toys and the world will have the words and in due time you come home and we frolic. ‘Til…
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Our Sense of Time. . . and other things. . .
Sometimes our actions seem out of context. It is as if we are dancing to a song not in the musical library. It is not heard by anyone else, just us. It is not foreign to us, but seems puzzling to everyone watching. We know that it is still us, just not the us…
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Are We the Promise Given? . . . ..
The first week in December found me transported to Emergency with atrial fibrillation. Since then it has been a trial of finding what medications are acceptable to this body with not so many adverse reactions. I have found myself not nice and complaining. So conserving energy, my work has been my best of what my…
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A Sacred Obligation . . . to think . .
(For my new readers and for those who need to be reminded, I share again this vignette. It speaks to how we are connected, one to another as well as to the invisible worlds. Just as Christians celebrate this holy season, others also celebrate their holy days as Belief demands of them. We live by…